Zhao Feng had two thoughts:
Get the 9 Twist Golden Wall Technique. This body strengthening technique was apparently a peak tier Mortal skill, which even Core disciples didn’t have the right to learn.
Become the disciple of an Elder or the Sect Master. Zhao Feng believed that any of these two wishes were in the Clan’s acceptable range.
“Zhao Feng, you don’t have to wish right now. You can go back and think about it then ask the Clan later.” 1st Elder smiled.
“I have one.” Zhao Feng said decisively and he instantly made a decision.
“Oh? Say it.”
The 3 Elders all looked at Zhao Feng.
“Zhao Feng, your wish can’t be too much.”
Hai Yun Master purposely gave Zhao Feng some pressure, because the former already felt slightly pressured by the latter.
If it was someone else, it didn’t matter but this person was Lord Guanjun’s disciple. And this wasn’t something he wanted to see.
“I hope that 1st Elder can become my Master.” Zhao Feng said strongly.
Master?
All three Elders paused and Hai Yun Master was the first to react: “Zhao Feng do you think 1st Elder takes disciples easily? Even those with High-grade Spiritual bodies don’t have the right to become 1st Elders’ disciple.”
As soon as he finished, a large mental strength pressured Zhao Feng.
His meaning was clear: even those who had High-grade Spiritual bodies didn’t have the right to become 1st Elders’ disciple, so how could someone like you, who has a Low-grade Spiritual body, become one?
Zhao Feng felt his blood freeze, like a giant was standing in front of him.
When one reached the True Spirit Realm, they weren’t normal humans anymore. Compared to normal humans, they were giants.
At this moment, 1st Elder and Elder Xue didn’t say anything. Zhao Feng was extremely curious as to what went wrong.